Hex I am studying to be a Goth, and like Naeblis I sent away for my goth card.
Let's see if I got it right..all I gotta do is read lots of Ann Rice novels, go to goth clubs and argue about whose blacks don't match,
have sex in a graveyard, wear anything made from black fishnet and wear makeup as long as it is a shade of black.
Here is a quote from the how-to-be-a-goth handbook:
"Explore your world as a Goth. You will see things that your routine life never allowed you to perceive before. Don't fight the gloominess. Go to the cemetery and look at all the rows of stones marking the rotting remains of what were once human beings. This is the inevitable end of all life. You will feel the full awareness of what you shielded yourself from in your routine life: all life is pointless in the light of the certainty of death. Yet there is a strange power in your looming sense of doom."
Hey! What do you think of my goth poetry:
In the deep deep deep dark dankness of my dak soul I despair at the blackness of my burgoise shell of a dark burnt soul,
I make my bed and now i lie in it
red red red like the devil
Like Satan.... SATAN
SATAN IS MY GOD. GOD IS DEAD AND I DO'NT CARE
Jesus sux
Thank you.
Sorry I can't help it..like I said I had a lot of goth friends and I have a sense of humor about the lifestyle. Feel free to make breakdancer/raver jokes ;)
-Dan